Lou Xiao has a strange jade that can reflect the fears that people dare not face the most.
He thought it was nothing more than the dirty business of selling an official position, or the impenetrable pool of blood in his childhood.
But after death, what was reflected in the jade was his old enemy, gentle and bright, like the moon hanging high in the sky.
The moonlight was so bright that Lou Xiao felt dazzling all his life.
But the bright moon is the bright moon, and I never dare to face it.
Intention: The world does not tolerate gentlemen, it is not the fault of gentlemen